Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse With My Military System-Chapter 48 It’s Going to be a Long Day Part 2

In the zombie apocalypse, there was a practical rule: your base had to match your manpower. Trying to secure a supermarket with just five people didn't make sense. It was too big to handle, and a small group couldn't cover it effectively. The same goes for a big group occupying a two-story building. It was a lesson learned the hard way by some survivors from fiction, movies, and series.

With Operation Reclamation being successful, the Blackwatch Private Military Company has earned themselves a square kilometer of land. Such a huge area would be impossible to be covered by four hundred armed men, especially when the area is urban layout.

Richard knew this so he planned on doubling the size of his forces. The current limit of his force is 850 with 415 in active service. Not only that, he'll also add more military vehicles and aircraft.

The problem with that plan is that the survivors might get suspicious of where they are coming from if they were to simply squirt out from the condominium. He'll have to make it appear natural.

Richard and Mark hummed in thought, coming up with a potential solution.

"How about this, sir," Mark began. "What if we summon the forces and the military vehicles and aircraft outside the base, and then make it appear that they are entering the base? We can explain to the survivors that they were from different locations and are regrouping."

Richard rubbed his chin as he considered the idea, and then nodded. "That sounds plausible, but outside the grid are zombie-infested areas…"

"Well sir, we'll simply repeat what we did to clear the zombies out, a distraction," Mark proposed.

"Anyways sir, what are the military vehicles and aircraft you are planning on acquiring?" Mark curiously asked.

"I have spoken with the Chief of Staff for the Air Force, Army, and Special Forces about it and they gave me a list.

Richard reached into the drawer under his table and grabbed the paper containing the list of equipment.

Written on it was:

[Land

M117 Guardian: 10 x 60,000 = 600,000 gold coins

LAV-25: 10 x 100,000 = 1,000,000 gold coins

M1A2 Abrams Tank: 5 x 450,000 = 2,250,000 gold coins

Cougar 6x6: 80 x 40,000 = 3,200,000 gold coins

JLTV Oshkosh: 80 x 40,000 = 3,200,000 gold coins

HEMTT A4: 50 x 45,000 = 2,250,000 gold coins

M142 HIMARS: 5 x 350,000 = 1,750,000 gold coins

M109 howitzer: 20 x 90,000 = 1,800,000 gold coins

Air:

Boeing CH-47 Chinook: 10 x 750,000 = 7,500,000 gold coins

Sikorsky UH-60 Black Hawk: 6 x 800,000 = 4,800,000 gold coins

Boeing AH-64 Apache: 5 x 1,100,000 = 5,500,000 gold coins 𝒃𝙚𝙙𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡．𝙘𝙤𝙢

General Atomics MQ-9 Reaper: 2 x 800,000 = 1,600,000 gold coins

General Atomics MQ-1 Predator: 2 x 600,000 = 1,200,000 gold coins

Troops = 400,000 gold coins

Miscellaneous: (Weapons, ammunitions, fuel) = 650,000 gold coins

Overall total cost: 37,700,000 gold coins

With the discount applied (40%): 22,620,000 gold coins.

]

"So basically, sir you are increasing the number of our current land fleet and adding new ones. I have no problem on land but in air, why do we need a lot of helicopters?" Mark asked.

"According to the Chief of Staff for the Air Force, it's for logistics and rescue operations. I agree on that part. The bigger our base the logistics chain will be. As for the armed helicopters, they'll provide air support, as for the drones, they are for reconnaissance, except for the reaper," Richard explained.

"Hmm…about the drones, they'll need a runway, sir. I don't think we can accommodate such an aircraft," Mark voiced out his concern.

"That's where you are wrong, Mark," Richard corrected as he pulled another document, this time it was a map. "You see in the square kilometer grid, we have this eight-line road here that passes through our grid. We can convert that road into a runway, it's feasible according to our engineers. Of course, to accommodate the huge influx of military vehicles and aircraft, we'll have to demolish some buildings and residences to create space. This is going to be a huge undertaking."

"I couldn't agree more, sir," Mark said. "It's a good thing sir that you were able to get a hold of a discount. Without it, we can only bring about a few military hardware into our assets."

"Praise to the system," Richard clasped his hands together as if thanking the entity who had given him the system.

As the two were having a conversation, the Chief of Staff of Intelligence, Surveillance, and Reconnaissance, Sara, walked over to his desk.

"Sir Richard, this is the complete report of the facilities within the square kilometer grid," Sara handed a document to Richard.

"Thank you," Richard nodded and took the document, quickly scanning its contents. It detailed the various buildings, infrastructure, and potential resources within their newly acquired territory.

"There are 30 residential buildings, most of them are high-end, 2 abandoned buildings, 15 office buildings, 2 hospitals, 4 supermarkets, 50 convenience stores, 89 restaurants, 1 fire station, 1 police station, and 2 schools. Wow…I must say, this square kilometer grid is packed with resources and facilities," Richard remarked, glancing at Sara who smiled warmly at him.

"We could get more if we expand another square kilometer," Sara said.

"We'll take things step by step, Sara," Richard explained. "Our plan is to expand our base incrementally, much like how we executed Operation Reclamation. To give you an idea, think of it as a strategy similar to what you've seen in the 'Attack on Titan anime. Of course, I don't mean to copy it exactly; it's just an analogy. Essentially, I envision our base expanding to cover two more cities, Pasay and Taguig. Pasay, with its international airport, will become our air force base, while Taguig will primarily serve as a residential area for survivors and troops. I expect we can finish it by the end of the year…"

Mark and Sara nodded at their commanding officer's words.

"So, here's what we are going to do today, I'm going to purchase the military vehicles and aircraft later at a specific location away from the survivor's eyes, and then have it all relocated to the main base. As for the drones, I'm going to hold them in my inventory until the runway is complete—huh?"

Richard paused as a holographic screen popped up in front of him.

[Emergency Mission:]

[A Wave is about to begin tomorrow July 28th, 2023. Ready your forces, and survive the hordes of mutated zombies!]

[Rewards: Two spins on the wheel of fortune.]

"What the fuck—" Richard cursed under his breath.

"What's the matter, sir?" Mark asked, his brows creasing.

"Emergency meeting now!"